Lines falter
Tongue halter
Prism of words break
Voice just creak
Our world Echoes with silence
We try to part with elegance
Green tea that we are drinking
Is probably last cup together thinking
Spill on my altered  dress
Creating a mess
I ask you to remember things
You nod your head
I feel disgusted
And things are as it is left after

Individual self often narrates
Universal self communicates
Both live in soul like shade and light
Create sometimes delight
Prospers with enjoyment
As a result of united embodiment
Who knows this individual self
Is a spirit ascetic or aesthetic
And universal self
Is a spirit  benign or benevolent

We drink deep nature's bounteous beauty
Collect its sweetness as duty
Enhance its glory as pretty
Nature's beauty overflows
Maintains its glows
We should express our gratitude
As our servitude
Should not harm the flower
The flowing calm river
Never cut the Vibrant tree
Allow them to live free
Nature is the sweetest vice
Like we taste milk,  sugar and rice

The room was dark
Little grim to mark
Walls somewhat damp
A lizard on the wall appeared like a vamp
Reluctant sun did not even peep
Noise neither ready to creep
The room appeared mourning
Air was felt bemoaning
Still the beggar there survived
Her grudging was aptly revived
She lived there alone
None helped her to atone
Rags and tattered clothes hung on the wire
She had just hunger to aspire

Standing on the terrace
I look at the fence
I  observe a crow
With less glow
Sitting on the electrical line
I take a sip of wine
I Watch the hills
Little far from the grill
Men look like dotted
Just microscopic spotted
Air is chilled
I feel cooled
Bazar looks tiny
But small lamps are shiny
Monkeys cling on each other
Roads with hairpin bends just bother
They look like zigzag snakes
Time passes with eating corn flakes
Immortal shades move vibrantly
And I relax instantly

Walking fast
On the pavement
In the narrow lane
No way it makes me insane
Watching the book seller
Who is all ready like an arranger
Keeping the books in a row
Removing their dust to show
Settling on the crowded area
With a shouting plea
Arranging books on the rack
Selling with knack
The moving music shop
CDS where hop
I find pleasure
And a great treasure
Buy few things
And at home fling
Think about shopping
On the pavement feel in great bliss

The tiny bee that sits on the soft petal
Is never in haste in its battle
The flower welcomes it gently
Bee accepts elegantly
As the flower  sways
Bee feels blessed and waves
Enjoying honey
Without harming and being funny
The flower is friendly
The bee expresses gratitude by carrying pollen
And by spreading its sweetness swollen

Who do not love god
Not feeling odd
Knows no pain
Always in gain
If one does not pray
His heart remains empty
God dwells within each
Like fragrance of flower
Like musk in the deer
If one understands God's love
Is the wisest person

God in my dream said "Do not be proud"
Said it loud
"Do not see your big mansion"
He mentioned
I failed to understand  his narration
Even then I stood with pride
Next moment
I witnessed earthquake
I was beneath earth
Grasses and debris
And my vanity vanished
Around me
Though I survived

Clouds of love has gathered
It is drizzling over me bothered
My heart is soaked within
Greenry  glowing akin
The love's cloud now split
And feelings bereft
Drizzle dried up
Greenery now turned up
In Grey, love in to hate
Date of mate into rivalry
Ended story of chivalry

You always stun me
When you do not stop me
From wailing
Or shouting
When click sound of your
Metal walking stick stop your
Balance or
When your lips quiver
In hunger
When you stop me from crying
You tend in garden roaming
With bent body
You breath hardy
Sparkle in your eyes
Seeing the rose flower
With the energy you live
You stun me mom
At ninety eight

River pulsates
With all reflections which hesitates
The sunlight in the gorge
With falling Rays large
Mist appears in the noon
And from heat gives a boon
Wind appears with dusk
And all over flies husk
Cold clarity defines morning
Air flow luminous in charming
Transparent glass door closes
Earth's Scents spiral up with doses

The day starts with gold crystalline
Valley appears Bathed in sunshine
River opens its thick hair
Thistle and looks fair
Dale twilight hollow in zigzag line
Earth witnesses movements of submarine
Smoke of curl rise,  dizziness hangs
Aloofness pangs, Rayof hope just bangs

The blue sky
Birds on their fly
The fawn sand
The sea animal's band
And the robust land
The flow of waves
The breeze naive
Silence slashed
Boats flashed
Tide rising ebbed
Rocks washed
Tourists stood douched

Three elements which  leads to death
With great mirth
United to each other
Joined together
Employed in action
Without separation
Well performed
External, internal, intermediate transformed
Even then death wavers
Just then delivers
A shock of its own kind
Not to rewind

World of merriment
With narrow agreement
Attained from sentiments
Of our achievements
With its melody foretells
Icy cool peaceful nights
Stars that sprinkle straight
Crystalline delight twinkles
Tintinnabulation sprinkles
Happiness and harmony bloats
Success sounds great and floats

At this hour of clouds
Thunder sounds loud
Dreams just float
Like butterflies of ghost
Trance start up
With unknown thoughts up
My work multiplies
I dry my clothes
And rain drops make them wet
I arrange them with a net
Dry them in hangers
Like skeletons of strangers

Ugly memories
Absurd reveries
Clumsy happenings
Untidy evenings
Uncherished coincidences
Drifting Incidences
Go buzzing evidences
Engulfed instances
Cloudy substances
Float like clouds

The first man always wondered
Often left bewildered
About huge affairs of sun
To watch by none
And its relation with East and west
Proving itself to be the best
About moon's place in the sky
Where birds chirp and fly
All this wonderful nature makes us wonder
And in past allowed to ponder
With illimitable scope to wander

The sea places the sleeping sun in the sky
Prevents birds from their fly
Sleepy sun in the evening
Likes to retire and sing
With the idea of snoring deep
Rests and relaxes to sleep
But occasionally peeps
Sneaks away at night
Lays  straight
Next day again sea makes sun to wake
Near its blue depth to for its sake

Sanity drowns in fleeting joys
Searching some beating coy
Words long for expression
But Sadistic thoughts need more explanation
Life faces changing seasons
But ailing monsoon fails
Chill winter trails
Scourge of agonies frail
Keeps shifting with disappointments

A glass house  of varied colors
Decorated my room with its bowers
Which gave vivid showers
Suddenly fell apart in pieces
Left every where bits lost my peace
Brought stone reality
That glass's mentality
Brittle and ready to break
Whereas stone would not even crack
Delicacy mere bauble
Would one day crumble

My tongue turns dumb
My fingers turn numb
My eyes regard none
My appetite feels done
My heart weeps
My loneliness creeps
My strength is lost
My dreams are past
My thoughts drift away
My imaginations sway
Thinking about you I become void

Rising in a family
With comparisons of simile
In the dark Valley
Moving daily
Replenished at home
With family none
But strangers all in one
Fire burns at the sight
Its flickering edges bright
Discomforts irises of eyes
But never tells good bye
Lying in wait to ****
With a strong will
But  crime is fully realized in the thought

She leaves to catch the first train to work
With hurried pack of makeup on the cheek
The day is spent through sieve of eyes
Eyeballs oscillating with movements
With lots of tensions
Stale coffee invites on the kitchen top
Loose button of top suddenly falls
Dried toast in the lunch box teases
Takes minutes to sew the button
And leave0ł

Wind is sniffing
Trees are whirling
Storm is in fury
Leaves are in hurry
Garden and meadows moan
Earth readily groans
Star Seem to hiss
Moonlight tries to kiss
Grasses are still
Silent are chill
Flame of breeze scorches
Delirium of thoughts torches

No end to human experience of pain
Life aims always at gain
Misery of life on humanistic level
Grows terribly right from gravel
Mysterious elusive baffling moments
Existence surprises with elements
Walking through inner jungles of mind
Lonely pathways ends in familiar dreams
Till the eternal quietness screams

We admire what we can not do
But others can do
And keep on trying to do
And perform what others can not do
With our efforts succeed to do
Life induces peace to set what we can reach to attempt
The higher things that we can teach to
Tempt
Hundred things await in our hands
Half of it needs with zest to heal

The spark in dark night
Under the moonlight
Time old way out
Feelings stout
The season bloom
Erasing gloom
Tiny tender pink of love  zoom
Thought mellowing in the mind
Bursting and Rewinding kind
Fragile body kindling
Emotions mingling
Like spectators raising cheers
Blowing desire away
Love swells with rays

As the sunset fades in the west
I see in you twilight best
I observe glowing fire
And immensely admire
It makes my love towards you strong
So I want you to live long
Like a tree planted increases joy
Plants a comfort that never cloy
Your relation is beautiful and strong
With its shelter I can throng
Sunset murmurs soothingly
Your benediction flutters convincingly

Armful of roads are seen
Across the window lean
Tree like small houses in a row
Stand ***** and glow
People pace up and down
Eyes observe their dresses and gown
Sky appears Mourning
Roofs of house experience mornings
Dreams are ploughed
Like faces of crowd
Houses feel cold weather
Fractured thoughts limp together

Spread of cloud of dust
Raged I stand with lust
Trying to get my best
Furious shock
As the night locks
Wavered and staggered in dream
Craven hung and scream
Crept under the bedspread
Lifted in dream evenly spread
Standing in dry trodden sand
With hair blowing in strands
Windy Flung all along
Sudden awakening strong

Awake in the night
Observe the moonlight
Leave the dream of peace
Relax and ease
Make the moonlight rich
Staring at it constantly thinking much
Watch the lily bloom near the window
Find merriment in the night's pillow
Enjoy crystalline delight
In your watching moon's plight

Silence of sleep time
Dreams are at prime
Setting fancies free
Imprisoned thoughts at glee
Loved one appear
Whom you loved unclear
To be loved or loved so much
Slothful emotions bother and touch
Clouds of doubts cleared
Wake-up mind dreared
None offered love
Not even the dove
You were never loved
Nor liked
Rest morning tells
Get ready work and the dog yells

Fabled birds fly homewards
Gaze at sky Outwards
Brightness of day dead
Noon's heyday blurred
Living beings annulled
Axis of dark evening
Wait for clear morning
Sun playing hide and seek sighing
Ravishing darkness
Dull  hopelessness
All merge with conflagration
Birds try for migration

The rose blushed at her prime
With brilliant colors like chimes
Petals burst with poised beauty
Spreading fragrance as duty
Spring luxuriated its admiring gazes
Rose petal with curling edges
Were all ready to fall as whithered
As the chill breeze blowed
Rose was disappointed at her rim of petals

Everymorning I travel
The world I travel
Consists of petty things
With which I mingle and sing
As the vehicle haults
With some or other fault
I do not miss to watch
Gushing water over the pool
That flows so cool
There a white dove sits on the rock
It draws my attention with its mock
It seems Rock and dove both love each other
And a fallen kite rests on the rock altogether
Happy is the dove  sitting
Happy is the rock standing
Happy is the kite resting
And I am more happy watching

May we be together
Holding each other
Near the sea with cheers
Listening to waves without fear
Saying sweet things in ear
Allowing love to rise its gear
Without fearling aboute seers
surrounding  and eyeing clear
May we together bear
Pains touching at the life's rear
Stand hand in hand near

Voices behind calls me
When plunged in darkness
Keep inviting me
Speaks volumes of mystery
Creating history
The green pool of clouds
Away from my forgotten homes
Doors of it remains closed
Voices tumbles down
And the voices whispers

Ask yourself sometimes
How guilty you feel at times
Since you want to correct your present
Thank yourself at bedtime
Watching the moon crescent
How you rate your errors
Realizing your mistakes like horrors
Your charred dream would visualize
Making you realize
Your crumpled ambitions
With lots of inhibitions
Sun of civilization
Smiles at your assimilliation
Of future steps trending in your imagination

Pattern of words could not resolve my ache
They increase my sense of power but with brake
Fragmented phrases appear fake
They leap out from my tongue like cake
Woven in the brain's loom
Resulting in fine tapestry they boom
Torment emptiness of vocabulary in my mind zoom
And expression tries to groom

Behind the closed doors
Sat to scribe poetic flavor
Outside cool wind was blowing
Street light was flickering
A bicycle was fast moving
A child on it was rushing
My subject of the poem was focussed
But little confused and biased
As the wind had stopped
Child disappeared
Coffee was served
Topic became unnerved

Distant views appear best
As they take my test
Waters shine silvery
Water birds move with quary
Sufficient current of water sweep shells
Silver light teases and swell
Leaves float and on it dwell
Fishes swim and appear to yell
Shore is best for me to relax
Free scenes need no tax
Flappy wings flutter like flax

Like holy inscriptions
Without any descriptions
Nor any prescription
Just your signature
Respectfully mature
Like a valuable scripture
I had preserved
Kept it reserved
To show it to my grand children
A symbol of pattern
But to day it has turned in to ashes
With my heart developing rashes
As the soiled torn little pouch got burnt
Long preserved scroll increased my grunt

I am too  scarce to occupy a space
But I have capacity to grace
Staring the vast sky
I want to fly
Often bees buzz around me
And I swallow my death in me
By giving up corpses
With life's lapses
Each second I am dissolved
And lose myself
Although when alive luminous
I feel I am credulous

A whole tree is buried within the seed
And the seed sprouts with the end of tree fed
Between tree and seed
Their entire world is stored
Both contain each other
Just like sea and sunset doesn't seem to bother
Like sun rise behind mountains
Appearing and setting
Ripples of the water
And water ripples bower
Image Merging in the mirror
And reflection refreshing the mirror

The artist sat with colors
Some bear and cheer
Did he paint?
Or simply taint
Erased more
But did not bore
Drew some birds
That appeared natural
And the blue sky so real
Felt as if birds are learning to fly
In the open sky

Night was too tired resting so he slept
He made noon 's lap safe and crept
Noon stroked and patted night' s back
Evening peeped in and admired night's prank
Night had a good sleep
But occasionally rose with evening's beep
Night felt utter loneliness
As moon and stars maintained silence
With dilligence
When the night watchman whistled
Night became alert like thistle
And lay awake making others sleep

Amidst half chopped vegetables
Standing little unstable
Holding a rag clenched in hands
Cleansing and cooking together
Adjusting my hair band altogether
Tucking my inspirations
Combining aspirations
Wasting convolutions of ideas
To type poems in the media
Hands searching keyboard
But forgetting keyword
Like clothes hanging loose in the cupboard
Grappling string of words hang in the Mind's black board
Net result appears on the website online
Something terrific and deadly streamlined

As darkness hugs night
With soft touch slight
Water mingles with ocean
And moon watches its reflection
Light dissolves light
With spreading delight
Passage move along grass
Covering concrete mass
Trees touch the river bank
And grow fine without sank
Darkness takes roots of night
Water takes moon 's delight
Eternity takes time' s plight
Come and hug me in my sight